He couldn’t resist any longer, and the first shot of his hot spunk went straight across the top of her forehead, completely missing her mouth altoge...ther. The second third and fourth shots all hit the mark. Her face was a complete mess of his ample load of hot jizz. She smiled as she scooped the cum off her cheeks into her mouth. He put his fingers in her mouth and she said “yes! Feed me your gorgeous black cum!” Once this cum eating show was complete she collapsed on the bed and he lay beside. He took the remote and turned on the VCR; maybe someone had left a tape in it that was worth watching, although the odds were that it was more of Henry's cartoons.It wasn't cartoons; it was the tape that Kirsten had made on the finish line at Sunday. He had already seen it seventeen times at least, but he watched the climactic moments once again: the teams racing across the ice, pounding along side by side, Tiffany so tiny behind the drive bow of the sled, but so intense and dedicated. Once. " he stammered."My husband? What have you done with him? Where is he? Frank!FRANK? Are you here?" Yes, I mean, look what happened to me. I... I mean, I don't evenunderstand how?"Rosemary looked at this woman, and saw the cum dripping from her face. Rosemary's cheeks grew red."Are you on drugs? You have to be responsible for your own actions! Idon't want this in my house! Get out! Get out!"She grabbed her "husband" by the shoulder and pulled her towards thedoor, with Frank whimpering. "Take it off", he repeated."Don't tease me", she muttered huskily. He wanted to laugh. A sense of victory overwhelmed him. The composed, English teacher was not so self-disciplined in his arms. She was angry with him but she still couldn't resist him. No more than he couldn't resist her anyway.He placed himself at the juncture between her thighs. She was so wet and hot that he couldn't wait any longer. Jen had her eyes closed, waiting for him obediently."Look at me", he said."I can't", she.